I hate zombies – they actually still haunt the dark recesses of my imagination even after many years. Yup, I saw Resident Evil, the movie in the dark year, 2002, and have not been able to walk by the tøpiary my sister made for my wedding without flinching. It cowers in the hallway and on late night milk runs, lethargically hunts something near the staircase, like a shrivelled, waiting undead.